Chapter 1365: The past human race story

For these ghosts of Smith. Zhou, Zhou Yi is a word and does not want to hear. But he is now shooting the mouse, because Serena is still controlled by Smith. Zhou, he has to listen to what this guy wants to say.
This is exactly what Smith. Zhou wants. So he smiled and talked directly about his story.
"My story has to be said many years ago. At that time, the humans in this world were far from what they are today. They were not able to build reinforced concrete and could only live in wood and thatched sheds. They have no ability to make swords and weapons, they can only protect themselves with wood and stones. They have no clothes, they can only wear leaves and hides. They have no safe source of food, except for collecting some berry vegetation from the earth. Only when I put on my life can I hunt some animals and get some rare meat. I was born in such an era, an era full of tragedies for humans!"
At the beginning of Smith’s words, Zhou Yi couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows. Because these words are really bizarre for him. Smith is the age of Zhou Cai, and now it is more than fifty. More than fifty years of age are pushed back, and that was born in the 1980s. People in the 1980s would have never lived in reinforced concrete, and they would have never seen a sword and firearms. They could not even eat. Just kidding, let alone the United States can't find such a place, even if it is Africa, I can't find a few such places.
This shows that I am joking with myself. Just now, Zhou Yike has no jokes about him. So immediately, he said to Smith. Zhou.
"Enough, such a ghost, do you think I will believe you? Smith. Zhou, trouble you to walk away. If you want to make a story to lie to me, at least make a real story. Don't think you are like this. Say, I will think that you are a prehistoric primitive!"
"In fact, I am indeed a primitive person." One sentence interrupted Zhou Yi's accusation, and Smith Zhou Bo said to him without hesitation. "I was born in a prehistoric society 10,000 years ago, born in a world that ordinary people can't imagine. So tell you, my son. My origins are more complicated than you think, my identity is better than You know a lot more. So, don't put the common sense of the average person into me. You and I know that we are not ordinary people. So even if it is beyond common sense, it is normal. Isn't it? I can I assure you that I have not told you anything about these things."
Smith's explanation is not completely convincing, but it is enough to temporarily silence Zhou Yi. He does not continue to pick the bones in the egg, so Smith. Zhou will naturally tell his own story.

The place where I was born was a small tribe in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River. At that time, the Yellow River was not the Yellow River. The old people in our tribe called it the holy river, or simply called it the mother. Because this river really raised us. From the very beginning, we will provide us with everything we need in life. Do you know what I like most when I was young? Just go with my father to catch fish in the river, and then eat a good meal. Fish. Bring the father and the fish I caught back to the tribe, bring to my mother and my brothers and sisters. This is the happiest thing of my time. However, this happiness has not lasted for too long.

"When I was fifteen years old, the sky started up with heavy rain that I had never seen before. The big one was almost like the rain that the Tianhe River tilted from the sky, and the Yellow River immediately flooded. Our tribes are facing flooding. The Yellow River did not have any resistance at all. It was only one night, and the entire tribe was completely washed away by the rising river. Dozens of people, except me, including my father and mother, those brothers and sisters. They were all swallowed up by the river. Only me, holding a big trunk, was rushed to the lower reaches by the river and rushed to the soup valley."
There was a tragic story in his mouth, but Smith’s face did not reveal any sad look. This makes people wonder how he really doesn't care about it, or whether he has forgotten the sadness. Of course, Smith. Zhou will not explain anything to this question, he just tells his story in a flat expression.
"I am very fortunate because the people in Tanggu saved me. As the great city on the shore of the East China Sea, Tanggu is the holy place of the whole humanity. It is not only the mortals like me, but also the mythical gods. The one who saved me is a god."
"He is called Mang. It is Chunshen and Mushen, symbolizing the power of all things. He controls the mulberry tree in Tanggu, the owner of Tanggu. This is a good person, not only because he saved me, but also Also because he took me as a disciple and taught me how to cultivate and cultivate."
"The refining and cultivation of immortals, this is the magical technique that the ancient gods have studied in this land. It is ridiculous to say that these ancient gods are mostly born in nature. They have already had super since birth. The power of imagination. It is reasonable that they don’t need to cultivate at all. But I don’t know why these gods have made such things. And they have unscrupulously passed this kind of thing into the hands of human beings. I probably Even the first beneficiaries of mankind."
"I practiced in Tanggu for five hundred years, and finally got it under the red pine. Because of this, the sentence gave me a name, called red pine nuts. And it is from that day, I got rid of it. The mortal life and death has become a god. A cultivated by human beings."
Having said that, Smith. Zhou couldn't help but close his eyes, and his face showed a look of nostalgia.
"One day, the wind is 80,000 miles, and the tour to Kunlun and the sea. Drive the electricity to spread the world, the dragon gathers the tiger and smokes the smoke. It is really happy, it is really happy. Unfortunately, it will not last long, it will not be a long time. You know Is this because of what? My son?"
Suddenly asked such a question, Zhou Yi suddenly was a glimpse. Although he and Smith Zhou had completely torn the relationship, he had to admit that he had a lot of interest in what he said.
The secret of the ancient times, this is not something that most people can understand. And still related to this guy, of course, let him stop the desire to explore. At this time, he couldn't control the embarrassment between them, but he replied directly to him.
"Everything is hard, no desire is just right. People have desires in the world, there will be feelings of distress, how can they always go happy. I think, you should also meet something you want but can't get."


Is it all right, no desire is just right? It’s true. But, do you know what I am asking for?

There was a bitter smile on his face, and Smith. Zhou continued to close his eyes.
"I am the first mortal to cultivate into a fairy. For those mortals, I am already a god, already high. But for those born gods, I am just a different kind. No few people will treat me as It is the same kind. For them, I am still human."
"I have never denied this because I have lived for hundreds of years at the time, but the most profound thing in my memory is that I was in that little tribe, with my father's parents and sisters. I can't forget. They, so I always want to go back to the original tribe to see and go there to miss everything I have lost."
"I went back, but the five hundred years are too long, and it is enough to dissipate everything. My original home has been smashed for Zeguo, the flood has drowned everything, nothing has left me. From then on, I I realized that I have become a loner, a person with nothing. I am not willing to do this, so I want to regain everything I have lost. And this makes me risk the day and go deep into the human race at that time. ""
"The innate gods of the ancient times established the so-called heavenly court. The eight masters are in charge of everything in the heavens and the earth. The gods like me are the same, and according to the heavens, the gods cannot have too much intersection with the human race. They look down on these. Mortal people regard them as ants, so they naturally will not allow people around them to deal with a group of ants. But I am an exception, because I have never been seen as a person by myself. So even if I violated it. Ten days, as long as God does not speak, no one will take care of me. And that's it, I have been in the Terran for three thousand years."
"You can't imagine how hard it is to live in the human race at that time. Natural disasters and man-made disasters can bring deadly threats to the existence of the Terran. Natural disasters say that as long as you can get through the most difficult times, The resilience of the Terran can always be supported. But in man-made disasters, the Terran is always powerless."
"Do you know what the man-made disaster at that time meant? It means that the gods in the sky do not put human life and death in the eyes. The fierce demon on the ground is taking human beings as a blood food. Anyone can call the wind and rain, move the mountains to the mountains, Can let countless people die in their hands. And the fierce demons on the ground are even hungry, they dare to smother one, and swallow thousands of people into their stomachs."
"For three thousand years, I have seen countless people who grew up watching me in the hands of these people. There are disciples I personally taught, and there are mortals who regard me as a belief. I watched them long. Big, watching them die, but I can't do anything. Do you know what it is like?"
"I don't want to live, then hate into the bone marrow. From that time on, I have made up my mind, I must grow the Terran. I must make people become a race in this world that no one can bully anymore. Even those gods, those Demon, can't bully us, we are human beings, we must be the masters of this world!"